the world filled my ears with static;
Set my teeth buzzing,
Numbed my arms from the elbow down.
The day I crashed into my body
I knelt on the gritty floor
Of city rails finest
My guts rebelled
A concentric ring of spectators
From the hydrogen bomb
Of two separate but connected things
Being forcefully fused.
When I look at you there is tenderness in my throat like a garrote
the heart’s equivalent of skeevy street smack;
mixed in with a good dose of dishwashing powder, or maybe just asbestos -
It's one part neuron crackling, pulse-surging excitement, double distilled
and three parts medical grade longing,
potent as a shot to the heart.
#mastoart #Poetry #AprilIsPoetryMonthRight?
I learned (just today!) that when you're lighting hair, the highlight goes *across* the hair, not along.
It's so basic, but I totally didn't realise it until now hahaha.
small but mighty! this tiny knight is ready to adventure with you!
hit me up at firstname.lastname@example.org if interested #commissions
hello human I come in peace
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